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She keeps telling the people in the church, our relatives and neighbors how bad daughter I am - and here in the Philippines, children cannot talk back to their parents.If you’re struggling with life’s problems, I can help you work through personal dilemmas and provide direction through life coaching and/or psychotherapy. I have been doing this for a long time and trust me, the rules of relationships don’t change.You might meet on Tinder and text rather than leave messages on an answering machine, but the wisdom and knowledge I have acquired throughout my career will always apply.Kim knew her daughter had been writing in her diary and Kim wondered what was going on in her daughter's head. Instead, she found that her daughter was happy and loved her life. I am determined to know everything that goes on under this roof. Can you imagine if those boys in Steubenville had parents who enforced this rule?Kim wrote a sweet and endearing post about this experience and her relief to find her daughter happy and healthy. I'm not stupid enough to think that I will always know what's happening, there will be secrets they'll manage to keep, but I'm also not stupid enough to think my kids will just tell me everything that's going on in their lives. I can't be lazy or complacent and just think my kids are good kids because they have decent grades and their friends seem OK. Can you imagine getting your son's phone and seeing pictures of a girl being violated by him and his friends?
My friend Kim at Let Me Start By Saying wrote an essay that was featured on the Huffington Post.